Negativity

... I hear that deafening silence
that wears me in a shit hug.
No comfort vision,
I've been restrain by now
as if wearing a pair of black glasses.
I do not know what to think,
I do not think so.
The more I think, the more I bleed, the more I bleed the more I cry, the more I cry, the more I get nervous.
No tears fall on my face, that pain is dumb and blind,
it starts from inside and does not even go out if you oblige it ...
That monster that you hold by the hand
 stungs my soul
like a sharp blade
 and then it pierces my body
 like a thin and sharp needle.
All wear that dark coat,
that, transparent, maybe not even you see,
you invite everyone to take part in the banquet of words,
you confuse them by letting your worm enter their head,
like a woodworm, eat your brain,
like a virus spreads,
as a disease that has infected you
now you attach it to others.
and you still cover yourself with that stupid cloak.
You think of being untouchable and safe,
with a sword poisoned in the mouth by the side of the handle.
On your way I feel the chills,
as if I perceived that your soul is only the ghost of yourself.
it's contagious, it leaves a scent ...

A disease so common and unrecognized.
On occasion the coat gets dirty with red,
with boldness and anger for yourselves
you clean it up without the slightest sense of guilt,
you do not know what forgiveness is,
it was not granted to you,
others deserve to suffer as the world has done it to you ...
cowards ...
make those who surround you deaf and blank,
because in the end you're just mediocre human.